Criminal
Listen close to the things I say
Follow your dreams and it will happen
One of these days
People will laugh in your face
And they gon' love to say
It's not for you but don't believe them
You gotta have faith
And sometimes I know it feels like
It was a mistake
And you just wanna quit
Maybe take a break
And since you started
You started to see your friends are fake
And now you feelin' all alone
I can relate
Look at me now with all these music shit, I can't afford
I see myself in a Bentley but I drive a Ford
I just wanna be the best but without support?
I probably end up dead of being judge in a court
And I know for me it's legacy that motivates me
But it doesn't pay the bills, it just makes me crazy
Maybe I should rob a bank, I know that sounds shady
I see that people hate me but they will never break me
On a Sunday, away we go
Wish I could tell you the truth
About everything I've done
All the things I'll do
My mind's got me going crazy
But it's not about you
It's everything I got away with
And now I'm known as a criminal, oh no
My Mama sees me as a criminal, oh no
The whole world knows it, I'm a criminal, oh no
And now I miss another criminal, oh no
Sometimes I feel like life's a life sentence
I follow so many people that I ain't friends with
And sometimes I'm with my friends just having fun, sippin'
It feels like it's just all a lie and I don't even fit in
God's always by my side but since I don't see him
Through all the hard times I face, it's hard to believe him
Some of my friends switched up like the Four Seasons
I'm glad they did, everything happens for a reason
Look, listen close to what I'm really sayin'
Your life doesn't have a purpose if you're not creating
You live once in this world, best to stop waiting
You either live with God or you die with Satan
And I know it's really hard to even have patience
I know I don't and that's why I'ma pay for it
I told myself no going back, looking for a way out
But what lengths will I go through to pay for it?
On a Sunday, away we go
Wish I could tell you the truth
About everything I've done
All the things I'll do
My mind's got me going crazy
But it's not about you
It's everything I got away with
And now I'm known as a criminal, oh no
My Mama sees me as a criminal, oh no
The whole world knows it, I'm a criminal, oh no
And now I miss another criminal, oh no
Follow your dreams and it will happen
One of these days
People will laugh in your face
And they gon' love to say
It's not for you but don't believe them
You gotta have faith
And sometimes I know it feels like
It was a mistake
And you just wanna quit
Maybe take a break
And since you started
You started to see your friends are fake
And now you feelin' all alone
I can relate
Look at me now with all these music shit, I can't afford
I see myself in a Bentley but I drive a Ford
I just wanna be the best but without support?
I probably end up dead of being judge in a court
And I know for me it's legacy that motivates me
But it doesn't pay the bills, it just makes me crazy
Maybe I should rob a bank, I know that sounds shady
I see that people hate me but they will never break me
On a Sunday, away we go
Wish I could tell you the truth
About everything I've done
All the things I'll do
My mind's got me going crazy
But it's not about you
It's everything I got away with
And now I'm known as a criminal, oh no
My Mama sees me as a criminal, oh no
The whole world knows it, I'm a criminal, oh no
And now I miss another criminal, oh no
Sometimes I feel like life's a life sentence
I follow so many people that I ain't friends with
And sometimes I'm with my friends just having fun, sippin'
It feels like it's just all a lie and I don't even fit in
God's always by my side but since I don't see him
Through all the hard times I face, it's hard to believe him
Some of my friends switched up like the Four Seasons
I'm glad they did, everything happens for a reason
Look, listen close to what I'm really sayin'
Your life doesn't have a purpose if you're not creating
You live once in this world, best to stop waiting
You either live with God or you die with Satan
And I know it's really hard to even have patience
I know I don't and that's why I'ma pay for it
I told myself no going back, looking for a way out
But what lengths will I go through to pay for it?
On a Sunday, away we go
Wish I could tell you the truth
About everything I've done
All the things I'll do
My mind's got me going crazy
But it's not about you
It's everything I got away with
And now I'm known as a criminal, oh no
My Mama sees me as a criminal, oh no
The whole world knows it, I'm a criminal, oh no
And now I miss another criminal, oh no
Credits
Writer(s): Jerry Abbott, Jonathan Maguire, Ollie Marland
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